In the dream.
Basimonte knelt down beside a wounded velociraptor.
A large number of distorted monsters surrounded him. This was his 172nd Resurrection.
Basimonte raised his head and looked at the black figures that appeared behind the monsters.
“Looks like the wonderful time has ended. Next Time... the next time will definitely make you fall into an eternal slumber.”
Basimonte did not answer the black figure. He used his old arm to caress the Velociraptor whose life was coming to an end.
The last scene was when the monsters around him swarmed up and tore him and the velociraptor into pieces.
When he regained his senses again, he finally woke up from the long nightmare. There was already a group of people surrounding Basimonte’s throne.
“Your Majesty! You’re awake!”
The woman who had been standing next to Basimonte saw him open his eyes and shouted excitedly.
“Pass down my orders...”
Basimonte used his dry hands to support his body, wanting to stand up from the throne.
